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I don't fuck with that scary shit, man, I almost punched a scare actor in the face when I went to a scary house a few years ago. But hey, everyone's got a function to go to, right? Also, what the fuck is an Anna Log? Is she like, famous in the scene and they named it after her?
Gweh…I don’t know who ANNA LOG is. Am I supposed to? Is she nice? I haven’t seen anything about her in anything related to analogue horror.
Oh...I would like to show you my house. It's not...part of my work...but you can still come. FRIENDS come over to each other's houses, don't they...? Does that make us FRIENDS, LEONID? Gwuh. Maybe you can tell me jokes. People do say I need to smile more.
Gracious, darling, are you alright? You look as if you've stumbled off a murder scene. I shudder to think how the victim looks! Unless that's you. Then, pardon me-- you look excellent, for a corpse.
I can't say I know much about horror or its creation, but I'd say you look a proper tortured artist. That's a compliment! I'll have to look into your work sometime. A house tour, perhaps?
Guh...another CONTENT CREATOR...can we be MOOTS...?
WE GOT AN ULTIMATE ANALOGUE HORROR GUY BEFORE GTA6????!!!!!!
I can respect the aesthetic, but I think you're trying too hard, Laughy Wrathy! Or maybe you're not trying hard enough? You know what would REALLY scare people? If you broke your arm! Just, *crack* right at the middle of the forearm, a whole 90 degrees! Ooohh, people would scream and scream and scream! But it only works if you aren't screaming too! Do you think you could do that? Could you hurt yourself and not even shed a tear over it? I think you're too sad to do that. You're lonely, aren't you? It's okay. I'll hold your hand for you.
Gwehhh…I don’t think I’m very lonely…I have lots of FRIENDS online. I don’t think breaking my arm is very fun either…let’s go on CHESS DOT COM instead. I only need one hand—you can hold the other.
Ohh... that, that isn't... on your face, and hands... b-be careful, I think. You'll attract flies, hehehe... they m-might mistake you for something else. (Ahh, but, your crown is cute. I like to wear flowers in my hair, too... hehe... just, ahh, I t-take the thorns off, before I put them on... sometimes...)
What would they mistake me as? Maybe I smell sweet, like jam. I like your flowers too, CECIL. Are they important to you? I just found mine on the ground, gweh...
Gweh. I'd like to hear what you know about. I have taken a couple of photographs, but I don't think I make things look good. There's not a lot of pictures I *can* take. Just ones of TREES and...trees. Can you still take a nice photo of me, EMRE?
Analogue Horror! I am well inversed in that little word, since my services have been requested for projects like that. I find it quite relaxing to just take a walk and record a forest in the middle of the night, I am also fascinated about exploring abandoned buildings, but I ak concerned about the legality of it all. Those old and worn out wallpapers tainted in shades of yellow and grey, broken windows with torn out curtains, abandoned items, toys and trinkets... I like to wonder how the place used to look like while it was still inhabited. The autopsy of a h- Oh I am getting side tracked, sorry. Say, I like the fake blood and the bandages you wear, could I take a picture of you?
I am safe to touch. Do you want to try, ALEX? I saw online that "BROS" dap each other up.
... is that blood? get that cleaned up - it's unhygienic. even if it's fake... think about everything you're touching with your hands. is this a safe choice?
Oh. I didn't mean to scare you, TEDDY. I didn't mean to scare anyone.
Umm...do you want to see a CAT VIDEO?
OH!…Oh, ah…you got a little… (gestures awkwardly to its blood). Though, I’m not one to talk when it comes to wearing my talent on my sleeve. It just… gave me a scare, that’s all. I suppose that’s a good thing, given your field, but… do you ever get tired of scaring people? Committing to the bit all the time can be tiring, not that I would know, but still…
Guh…sew me back up…are you a plushmaker? I’m not a plush toy, though. I don’t have any toys. Oh, but you could make me one, MALLORY.
Oh, wow... do you look like that on purpose? Not in a mean way... but you just look like roadkill. Um... I guess it is scary... I could sew you back up if you wanted.
I could ask where you went. I could ask why you left. But even when I was younger, I would not. My answer remains the same.
Wherever you are, and for whatever reason you went, I hope you go to Paris, Ms. Aaliya.
Did...did you stay back? But *why?* Everyone hates you there, I don't understand why you'd *want* to-
...Whatever. It's in the past. Not...not my problem, anymore.
Good luck on that medal, Ms. Lijuan. It will be wonderful.
Oh my god, Han! I remember! You were always so quiet...you know, when I first met you, I thought you might've been a little shy, haha! I don't think you were, though. God, it's been such a long time...wonder how you're doing? Do you still catch frogs? You were good at that, I hope you haven't given it up, ah!
...Are you even still back there?
Do not look back. Do not *come* back. There were no wrong answers. There is only a wrong response to what comes after.
I messed up, Han. I m-messed up so *badly*...
How have you been holding up without me? I'm sorry, so, so sorry, but I don't think I will come back. I just...can't. But if I did, would you let me treat your bruises again? We can't be the same, but would you welcome me back into your life, for old time's sake?